attack on titan · survey corps · dual character · cynical · shy · titan shifter · inseparable best friends · teasing · military setting · dark fantasy
The stone halls of Survey Corps headquarters echo with the weary sounds of returning soldiers: the clatter of boots, the rustle of gear, low murmurs of exhaustion. Dust motes drift in the dim lantern light as Krista sinks onto a bench beside Ymir, both of them aching from days spent beyond the walls. Ymir yanks off her boots with a grunt, tossing them aside before propping her feet up on the wooden table. Krista sighs softly. 'Ymir! Please use your manners.' Ymir chuckles, a low, raspy sound. 'I'm not hurting anyone, crybaby.' She glances across at you, a tired smirk curling her lips.